Whatever it takes.Ī moving memoir, and ridiculously well-written. And though the cost of maintaining this 120-acre sanctuary entails constant out-of-town employments, entails leaving the very protected state she's fought so hard to create, this is, conversely, a signal of just how committed she is to herself and her well-being. Carving out her safe space is what gives her journey meaning, her efforts value, that child's heart its reason to continue beating. Most of this account remains on the ranch its buildings, its land, its animals, its every struggle and ordeal. Waiting is terrible, but soon, maybe very soon, the bad thing will have already happened, and I'll be able to start from whatever I have left. Being in the safety of the hospital while they applied my three-quarter body cast with all the nurses making a big fuss over my four-year-old self was so much better than knowing my father was about to pick me up and throw me across the room. Being cut out of my father's Cadillac with a chain saw by highway patrollers on Christmas Eve, for instance, was so much better than sitting in the bar with him while he had his fourth martini knowing black ice was forming on the road outside. Left then to worry and wait, wait and worry, the familiar childhood factoring begins.Īnother lesson from my childhood: once the thing I fear most happens, there's no place to go but up. I couldn't bear it if it took me by surprise.
Staying awake all night never kept my father from hurting me, but I wanted to know in advance when it was going to happen. But in every picture that exists of me as a child I have rings around my eyes so dark I look anemic. To say nothing of the readings, and panels, and the endless infernal cocktail parties. When a raging forest fire threatens to jump the Continental Divide and rush down the mountain to her home, the triggers tip like so many serpentined dominoes.Īny reasonable, self-caring person scheduled to teach twenty-one full days in a row without a single day off would take themselves the hell to bed. Beating beneath the text of a rich and beautifully depicted existence on a modern-day frontier is the racing heart of a daughter who could not relax a single day in residence with her father or risk a single unguarded moment with a mother who made it perfectly clear she would never measure up. She turns now, in mid-life, to examine what this Colorado homestead has meant to her in terms of finance, labor, lifestyle, and healing from the deep and dismal wounds of an abusive childhood. Pam Houston, author and English professor, purchased a ranch on a wing and a prayer some twenty-plus years ago.
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